Feixue on the side had already lost her thoughts, and the two groups were at war with each other. After hearing Ye Rufeng's order, she figured out everything, and she could not risk the lives of Prince Rui's followers just because of her.
"Wait until I enter the palace with you, but you must let everyone in the palace go."
Ye Rufeng saw Murong Feixue's stern look, completely lacking the blank expression just now, and she asked with doubt in her heart: "Has the princess really figured it out?"
"Yes, I have figured it out. Now I am just a princess who has lost my country. I have no one to rely on. It would be easy for him to deal with me. No matter how far our mother and son fled to the ends of the world, we would never escape from his hands. In this case, why should I waste my time?
Have the strength to escape. Give up the opportunity to save King Jin and do the stupid thing of fleeing."
Ye Rufeng raised her lips slightly: "If you have anything to say to your Majesty, please go to the palace and speak to Your Majesty. However, I would like to remind Princess Jin that not everything can be said. You must really think it through before speaking, otherwise King Jin will
I suffered a lot."
Murong Feixue heard Ye Rufeng's threatening words and knew that she would definitely be humiliated when she entered the palace this time. She didn't know how that madman Ran Qingcheng would torture her.
In order to save her husband, she did not care about anything. At least she had a chance to save her husband.
Even if they die, the three members of the family will die together. She has already prepared for the worst.
When Shangguan Qingyu heard that Feixue had chosen to enter the palace, he became a little anxious and stood in front of Feixue: "Master, you can't go!"
Murong Feixue's eyes swept around Prince Jin's Mansion one by one. This was the place where she and Prince Jin got married. There were too many beautiful things for her to miss, but she didn't know if she would have the chance to come back here again.
A faint glimmer of water appeared in his eyes, and he glanced at Xiang Zhi Yi Mo beside him, and then glanced at Shangguan Qingyu who was standing in front of him.
"Qingyu, take Xiangzhi and Yimo and leave here. You are no longer anyone's slaves. You are free."
When the three subordinates heard this, they all knelt down. Shangguan Qingyu pleaded: "Master, Qingyu promised the Queen to protect the safety of the master. Unless the master grants the slave death, the slave will never leave."
Yi Mo also pleaded with the same sad expression: "Master, I have been with you since I was a child. I am my master in life and my ghost in death. Yi Mo will never leave."
"Master, Xiangzhi will not leave. Although I am cowardly and useless, I am not afraid of death. Please don't drive me away!"
Feixue knew how dangerous it was in the palace, and her life or death was uncertain. She didn't want her subordinates to put themselves in danger for her. When she heard their pleadings one by one, the six gods were stunned.
Ye Rufeng saw the slaves kneeling on the ground and saw that Murong Feixue seemed to care about their safety. In this case, she took them all back.
He said coldly: "Since these slaves are loyal to protect the master, let's bring them all into the palace! Bring the prepared carriage over and wait for Princess Jin to get on the carriage. Get ready to return to the palace!"
"Wait!" Prince Rui's personal entourage still had no intention of surrendering without a fight.
Feixue has decided to enter the palace with Ye Rufeng. She is very grateful to King Rui's people for being able to save her from the sea of suffering without fear of danger.
"Thank you, Brother Bing, for bringing me and King Jin. Thank you King Rui for your rescue. My husband and I are deeply touched by your thoughts. Thank you!"
Murong Feixue got on the carriage prepared by Ye Rufeng, but there was no fear in her heart, and there was no emotion on her face. She would not die, so why should she be afraid of death? She raised her eyes and saw the fragrant weeds and Shangguan Qingyu in the carriage.
I just couldn't bear to put them in danger and put myself at risk.
The carriage passed many palace gates along the way, and after walking for a long time, the carriage finally stopped. Yimo and Xiangzhi helped Murong Feixue get out of the carriage. They did not come to the palace, and it felt more like a different place.
Garden, and this yard seems almost uninhabited.
Ye Rufeng came from behind and introduced: "This is Youhua Terrace, which is the cold palace where concubines were imprisoned in the past. His Majesty is currently dealing with state affairs and will come here in the evening. As for Princess Jin, she will be aggrieved and live here first.
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Ye Rufeng left after the introduction and hurried to return to Ran Qingcheng, but he had already ordered people to guard Youhua Terrace.
Everything here is complete, nothing is missing, and it has obviously been cleaned and arranged in advance. Murong Feixue suddenly felt that it was ridiculous that her majestic Princess Jin unexpectedly came to the cold palace where the emperor imprisoned his concubines. Perhaps it was because of this place
It's relatively quiet and not suitable for being discovered!
Leng Ran said: "Ran Qingcheng is on the funeral day, so you don't dare to do anything to me, right?"
As soon as you enter the palace gate, everything is unknown. Who knows what kind of humiliation will come in the evening?
Murong Feixue came to the courtyard and looked at the unfamiliar things in front of her. Although it was spring and the flowers were blooming, her mood was as desolate as the fallen leaves falling alone in late autumn.
Her father, queen, mother, and mother-in-law were all dead, and now the Yan Kingdom was dead. Her husband had been arrested, and Aunt Qianhua had not heard from her again. She suddenly felt that all the misfortunes in the world had befallen her.
Life is really unpredictable, and there are too many frustrations, forcing her to be strong and live strong for her husband and the child who is about to be born.
He gently touched his lower abdomen, with crystal tears rolling in his eyes, and whispered: "My child, mother believes that you are a strong child. In order to save your father, no matter what happens to our mother and son,
Humiliation? We all have to endure it.”
Gently pulling off the hosta Ran Qingxun carved for her from her head, holding the hosta in her hands, tears falling on the hosta. She still remembers his tenderness when he gave the hosta to her on her birthday, and she put the hosta against her chest.
, crying even more sadly.
He thought silently in his heart: "Brother Xing, where are you now? You must hold on and wait for my sister to save you."
The twilight slowly fell, and after feeling sad, Feixue felt very calm, as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.
Yi Mo walked over and said with concern in her eyes: "Master, you have been standing here for several hours. Seeing that it is getting dark, you should go into the room and lie down for a while. How can you bear such a heavy body?"
Feixue turned her head numbly, glanced at Yimo and said, "I don't want to enter the room, it doesn't belong to me."
Shangguan Qingyu came in from outside the courtyard, and the master asked you to go into the room to prepare. There is already a group of people rushing towards the Youhua Terrace."
When Murong Feixue heard this, a sad look appeared on her face, which made people feel heartbroken when she saw it. Her voice was as cold as the flying snow in the twelfth lunar month, and she said sadly: "What is supposed to come will always come, and you can't hide." Xidi
, just wait, my sister will come to rescue you soon.
Murong Feixue calmed down her sad expression, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, straightened her expression, and warned: "Qingyu, you all hide, that Ran Qingcheng is always moody and angry. Don't worry about me, I am confident that he will not be hurt for the time being.
It will kill me."
Murong Feixue returned to the room, found a soft chair, and sat upright, with a calm and calm expression on her face. She was ready to confront Ran Qingcheng.ory5